
Riva St Kilda · St Kilda VIC · Melbourne
Waterside Wedding · Region: VIC - St Kilda · City: Melbourne · Venue: Riva St Kilda
A sequinned gown glowing in the morning window, vows under a white-draped arbour with the marina’s boats behind, and a lawn of palms and white pickets lit gold over Port Phillip Bay at sunset. Markala and Gavin’s wedding at Riva St Kilda had happy tears in the chairs, a speech from the bride herself and a first dance against a pink sky. We were right there with them, from the first laughs with the mates to the last glasses raised on the dance floor.
























































































Getting ready · Verandah ceremony by the marina · Family groups inside · Speeches by the marina windows · Palm lawn portraits over the bay · First dance and cake
Our day began with Gavin and his mates in white shirts, crowded into a bright room and laughing before a single jacket was on. One of them reached around from behind to fix Gavin’s collar while Gavin screwed his eyes up grinning, and we stayed close, because the best groom frames happen while everyone is still mucking around. Then the black dinner jacket went on, and a loved one in a navy dress pinned on his boutonniere by the window. Big windows and white walls make lovely light for a groom: soft, even and kind to a dark suit.
Markala’s gown hung in the window, slim, sequinned and catching every bit of daylight while two of the girls looked up at it. Once it was on, she gave herself a spritz of perfume beside the sheer curtains, and we found her reflection in the glass for a quiet frame. Then she stepped through a doorway with her train behind her, and the family gathered for photos, a loved one in magenta planting a kiss on her cheek. Our tip for getting ready: pick the room with the biggest window and clear the space behind it.
The ceremony was set on a covered verandah: white folding chairs on a dark deck scattered with petals, and at the far end a white-draped arbour topped with white roses, with the lawn and the marina’s boats right behind it. Guests had their phones up as Markala came down the aisle on her dad’s arm, her sequins sparkling against the white weatherboards. We worked from the front with a longer lens, which let us fill the frame with the two of them without stepping into anyone’s view of the aisle.
Under the arbour, Markala and Gavin held hands and looked at each other as if nobody else was there, the sheer drapes framing them and the boats soft behind. One of Gavin’s mates stood close by in a matching bow tie. In the chairs, a loved one in magenta wiped away a tear, a guest cuddled a wide-eyed baby, and the whole verandah broke into laughter more than once. Covered ceremony spaces are kind to faces: the roof keeps the light soft and even, so we could turn to the guests for reactions without anyone squinting.
Once they were married, the youngest guest stole the show. A little girl in a white dress peeked out from behind a cocktail table’s long cloth, then squealed with laughter as a loved one swung her up into the air. Inside, we lined up the family groups in front of tall windows, with a neat stack of firewood beside the fireplace, then sat Markala and Gavin down with the older guests so nobody had to stand for long. Bring a short family list on the day: it keeps the groups to a few relaxed minutes and gets everyone back to the drinks.
The reception ran in a room of dark walls, chandeliers and floor-to-ceiling windows dressed in sheer curtains, with the marina just outside. Markala and Gavin walked in to applause, then the speeches began. Her dad made Markala laugh so hard she bent over her notes, and two of Gavin’s mates read from cue cards while the couple cracked up beside them. Then Markala took the microphone and gave a speech of her own, and by the end she was wiping her eyes. Against bright windows we expose for faces and let the view fall softly behind.
Riva St Kilda wedding photos are made on the lawn out the front. Late in the day we walked the bridal party out under the festoon lights between the tall palms, the bay stretching away behind them. Gavin and two mates leaned on the railing with the city skyline across the water, Markala stood alone by the white picket fence with her train spread on the grass, and the two of them held hands in silhouette against the low sun. We shot into the light on purpose here, because the water throws the glow straight back at the couple.
Back inside, Markala shared a dance with her dad beside the DJ booth, the skyline glowing through the window behind them. Then came the first dance, with the doors open and a pink and gold sky behind the palms, and the floor filled the moment the song ended. An evening first dance beside glass that faces the bay is one of our favourite bits of timing: the sunset becomes the backdrop and nobody has to leave the room. We stayed low and wide to keep the colour in the frame, then moved in close for the smiles.
Markala and Gavin cut their three-tier white cake together, laughing as the knife went in, and then the party properly started. The girls gathered out on the lawn for a dusk photo in their party dresses, a guest pulled out moves that cleared a circle on the dance floor, and Markala and Gavin raised their glasses with their friends under the coloured lights. Before the night carried on, we stole them away for one quiet portrait in warm light, foreheads close, with the room glowing behind them. It was the calmest frame of a very happy night.
Markala and Gavin made the most of how close everything sits at Riva. The ceremony took the covered verandah, with petals across the dark deck and the arbour placed so the lawn and the moored boats filled the background. Family groups moved indoors to the tall curtained windows, which kept the light soft and gave us space to seat the older guests. The reception room with its chandeliers and marina view hosted the speeches, then we slipped out to the palm lawn for portraits and came back in for the first dance.
Our lawn session fell in the last stretch of daylight, when the sun was sitting low over the bay and glittering on the water. That gave us strong silhouettes along the picket fence and a golden edge on the bridal party as they walked between the palms. Clouds were building over the bay, which added drama to the kiss by the fence. By the time we were back inside, the sky had turned pink and gold, so the open doors behind the dance floor turned into a painted backdrop.
On the verandah, the white draped arbour framed them neatly against the boats from almost any angle along the aisle. Out front, the white picket fence was the hero: Markala alone with her train on the grass, the pair of them in silhouette, and a slow dance on the lawn at dusk. Gavin and his mates leaned on the rail facing the city skyline across the water. Inside, a gold framed mirror caught a palm from outside in its reflection, which made the guest portraits feel tied to the place.
Keep the speeches before the golden hour, as these two did, so you can step outside straight after the last toast without cutting anything short. Ask an attendant to spread your train on the grass for the fence portraits, because a long sequinned gown reads best laid flat in that light. The girls loved a dusk group out on the lawn in their party dresses, so build in a few minutes for it. Then save a moment for a quiet portrait together once the dancing has started.